What a waste, you could tear
out everything you want.
Sott-kaks, a couple of days of black earth in your pocket.
If an automaton and a psychopath
we we fit together.
Agony paid for,
we pour down the cart.
A bright end to a black day.
An antidote!
Heretic and red card!
I feel as the King-Director,
I am here to impart wisdom to you.
I am the long awaited one,
Superego across the table!
Rentsli põµ!
As in põµ in a traffic jam,
I'll make everything unbearable - for everyone!
Look, when I'm blown away from the ashes,
I'll get back on my feet from the stairs.
When an automaton and a psychopath
meet we fit.
Pained agony,
we pour down the kűr.

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